Sometimes she'd be taken somewhere and sometimes they'd just take her out the back of the pub and take turns fucking her behind a nearby building. Som...etimes they wanted anal sex and sometimes they wanted a blow job but more often than not just straight sex.The men in the "granby Head" soon learnt she was available for sex and a couple of times she was taken into the pool room and shagged whilst bent forward over the table.A few times, when the landlord of the "Granby Head" had a lock in, he. I wanted him inside me but he was content to tease me first. "Are you ready slut," he teased as he continued to glide the slippery head of his condom covered big dick across my exposed asshole, over my taint and against my smooth shaved balls. "Oh god yes," I hissed loudly. I was quickly losing control and I needed relief. "Beg for it bitch," he said sternly. His voice was loud and commanding but the smile on his face let me know that he was enjoying topping me as much as I was enjoying being. You are a very pretty girl, do you know that?" I asked her."Really?" she replied. "Nobody's ever told me that before," she said with some astonishment."Yes you are. Hasn't your mom ever told you that?" I asked her."N-no. My mom doesn't seem to care about me much. She only tells me to be good and behave myself. She never says she loves me or that I look nice or anything." A tear fell from her eye then more tears came silently flooding out. My heart ached for her.As she told it to me Cheryl's. On my return I had received an email from the man. It stated the obvious that I was by now aware Sara was his for the week. He promised she would not be harmed but warned this would be the biggest test for us both yet. Questions played on my mind but I could simply just wait for news. The week progressed, no news came. I tried her phone but to no avail. Friday came and went, I was not sure when she would return. Saturday I had a text, she would be home early Sunday, she had missed me.On Sunday.